Nelson hunched his back, leaning on his magic wand.
Although he was an immortal golden hero, his staggering steps looked quite like those of a battle-weary elder.
Next to him stood a tall skeleton warrior, his back straight and strong like an erected blade.
The contrast between the two was striking.
"Milord," Nelson bowed slightly.
"Scholar Nelson," Fang Hao welcomed with a smile.
The more contact he had with the undead, the more puzzled Fang Hao was.
Why are all living creatures so opposed to the Undead Clan?
Compared to the savage Beast Clan, skeleton traders and Nelson were both affable, like gentlemen.
"Milord, allow me to introduce Fireblade."
The skeleton warrior with a strong physique knelt down on one knee and said loudly, "Fireblade pledges loyalty unto death to you, my Lord."
Fang Hao's brow furrowed as he turned to look at Nelson.
Nelson nodded in affirmation.
Fireblade-Kent.
The orc hero who died at his hands.
